The back door of my house is open to floods

The memories of Liu Ling's previous life ended in a huge trap.

That was originally a huge opportunity for him, a chance to change his destiny.

At least that's what many practitioners say!

It turned into a big pit. Not only did he lose a confidante, but he also died at the hands of that sinister, vicious... son of the landlord's family!

The past is unbearable, and Liu Ling doesn't want to recall more about this failed life.

Beside him, the tall and burly warrior's son had already been picked up by the tribal warriors like he was pinching a chicken!

Looking at this scene, Liu Ling felt a little displeased.

"A barbaric place is simply degrading!"

Liu Ling commented in his heart.

"Pheasant, in the future, do you want to take the path of the evil gods and demons, or the path of Qi practitioners!"

Beside him, another sturdy half-sized boy quietly looked at him with a pair of black eyes, with immaturity and a hint of respect.

This kind of respect comes from the gap in status.

Liu Ling's current identity is the son of a tribal monk, and his status is quite good.

Liu Ling enjoyed this feeling very much. In his previous life he was a poor scholar, but in this life he can't bear it!

Hearing this, he almost didn't even think about it, and said. "Of course it is the way of the gods and demons of Zhuosha. I heard that if you follow the road of gods and demons of Zhuosha, there is still hope to enter the heaven!"

Liu Ling had inquired a long time ago that the Heavenly Court is dominated by innate gods, but he still made up his mind to become a high-ranking god in the future, and use the power of the Heavenly Court to return to his original place and seek revenge on that great enemy .

Under the influence of Liu Ling, the innate gods have boundless magic power, and the heavenly court is the ruler of heaven and earth in mythology. They are omnipotent, and nothing is impossible.

The strong man named Man Yuan heard Liu Ling whispering with another tribe, smiled and shook his head.

Man Yuan knew Zhizhi, that is, Liu Ling. Liu Ling was very weird when he was a child. He heard that the ancient sages invented the method of using medicinal stones, plants and trees, and his merits were immeasurable. What is the unified currency? At that time, the witch doctor in the tribe thought that Liu Ling was bewitched by an evil spirit, and it was normal to drink a lot of decoction.

Now he opened his mouth and said to many tribal teenagers.

"Although the Zhuosha gods and demons are physically strong and in line with the trend, this method consumes the most resources. Our human tribe can't afford so many gods and demons monks, but you can become Qi trainers in the future!"

Speaking of Qi practitioners, Man Yuan grinned.

Hearing this, the young man who spoke first couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and asked. "Are Qi practitioners as powerful as god-and-demon monks?"

Man Yuan was full of pride.

"It's natural. Our Ziyuan tribe is the emperor's direct descendant. We have a complete inheritance of the "Taixiao Shenlei Fa", and we can directly cultivate to the realm of Taiyi Jinxian. This kind of inheritance is extremely rare in other ancient tribes. !"

A large tribe that can be called an ancient tribe is very special, with at least one king sitting in charge!

Man Yuan said proudly.

"In addition to this, the lineage of Qi practitioners also has the inheritance of "Zifu Shaozhen Talisman", "Tiantan Sword Art", "Huang Ting Dao Dan Zhi" and other superior sword arts, which are beyond the comparison of the inheritance of ordinary innate gods and demons! "

When he waved his hand, purple thunder surged, which moved many young monks.

At the age of these young people, they already know the preciousness of the inheritance of gods and demons.

Many tribal geniuses do not have their own inheritance, so they can only live in sojourn and enter other tribes to seek inheritance. Every year, many geniuses from the Ziyuan Human Race come here. Now, many such cities have formed near Ziyuan City.

Liu Ling couldn't help but feel his heart twitch slightly, it seemed that it was indeed more convenient to walk with a Qi warrior.

Seeing the expressions of the young people, Man Yuan chuckled and said to everyone. "Let's go, the sacrificial ceremony has already begun, you can go directly to Ziyun Terrace to watch the ceremony!"

……

On Tianji Mountain.

The palace on Ziyun Terrace is dim, and the sea of ​​clouds is long.

Incomparably solemn, solemn, and even more sacred.

Liu Ling saw many great people in the tribe who were hard to see in the past. It was the first time he saw so many monks, and there were also many towering giant beasts that were hard to see in the past. He was cautious at the moment, but he knew very well that wildness is very barbaric. There are many taboos, and the shadow of being drugged in childhood still exists today.

A group of tribal teenagers went around behind the pillars of the main hall next to it, and ran sneakily behind the pillars on the other side.

Many gods and qi trainers recognized these young boys, and responded with a slight tolerant smile to the happy boys of these tribes, but if they saw some young people acting presumptuously, they would still quietly warn them.

……

When Liu Ling ran to the back of the pillar, the ancestor worship ceremony of the Ziyuan people had already begun, and in the huge and solemn palace, there were huge pictures of the gods.

The statues of gods dressed in imperial robes are like the descending of a true god, which makes people feel a sense of coercion.

Liu Ling knew from a very young age that visualizing the true form of these gods can really refine and temper the magical appearance of gods.

These pictures of the true form of the gods really contain the method of meditation, and most of the invited experts from the Taihuang practice world came for this.

Many tribal teenagers around were also very curious, and some teenagers couldn't help asking.

"Who is the first portrait headed by?"

"I know, it's the Taitian Emperor, the Heavenly Emperor!"

"Then what kind of gods are those eight on the left? It seems that their position is only half a position lower than Taitiandi!?"

Guiyuan Shangxian stood beside Qingyu Patriarch, Panlong Jinxian, Yuanwu Jinxian, Dixuan Jinxian and other digital management immortals, and there were also some famous practitioners in Taihuang Mountain around him.

Seeing the fun of these tribal boys, he immediately smiled.

"That's the Eight Directions Heavenly Emperor!"

"What about the right side?"

"That is the Mother God of the Nine Great Dao, and there are also the five elder gods, the four spirit gods, the ancient gods of the heavens, the Jiuyao Yuanchen...!"

Introduced by one of the immortals of Guiyuan.

Liu Ling's eyes scanned the pictures of gods and gods one by one, and his eyes were full of fire, suppressing the eagerness in his heart.

At this moment, his eyes did inadvertently glance at a strange portrait, and his figure suddenly shook, with a strange expression on his face.

As if returning to that nightmare again, his figure couldn't help shaking.

He saw a golden lamp!

The golden lamp was held in the hands of a benevolent and merciful deity. The above-mentioned divine text went to thank Taiyi to save the suffering Tianzun Qingxuan Jiuyang God. It was a very powerful god and demon, very strange.